Asleep in His Chest..Thoughtful Thursday 109

There are days you wake up to, and by the time you lay back quietly in your bed at night, you stare at the ceiling and smile to the heavens; and you drift off convinced that Papa God smiled back at you. Those days everything seem to have fallen into place; you accomplished all your days’ agenda and even had a surprise street side crush stranger who stopped you to say a kind word. “You are beautiful, I love your hair” or shoes or whatever. And the scent of their kind gesture keeps you excited the whole day. 

Yesterday wasn’t one of those days. I had an extremely difficult day from waking up and having extreme body pains from nowhere, and overwhelming pressure to beat some deadlines. I can’t even remember how many cups of sugarless coffee I had to take to be sober and hopefully keep up the pace. By the time I was getting to our fellowship. I was haggard and drenched with exhaustion. I remember asking the members of my fellowship to pray for me for an added measure of grace which they did. An entry in my journal last night went something like this.

“I am super tired. Lord knows I could make use of three straight days of just sleeping. I could hardly climb the stairs to the house and it’s just two fllors! My limps ached and all of a sudden felt like a very old woman. I can’t wait for my bed”

Then I was reminded of the scripture in Matthew 11

²⁸ “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.

I am a first born with a number of siblings behind me and so I can bet you that I cradled my baby siblings to bed while mama was away in the farm weeding or picking vegetables. I imagined how with proper lulling and with arms wrapped around the baby how easily they relaxed and drifted off to slumber land.

Then I will cuddle them because any attempt to put them down no matter how gently will see them scream out their lungs. So I ended up sitting still, the baby on the chest, feeling their heartbeat against yours and holding them so firm and protectively. They slept sound and not for a second fear or cared about a thing in the world because they were sure to find safety in the big sister. Like all their cares had been cast to the carer and were free.

So tonight, I asked one thing as put my PJs on, switched off the light and turned the other side to face the wall, “Dear Lord, I am very tired but I thank you for allowing me to find rest  when emotionally, spiritually and physically drained by the issues of life. Tonight, I want to be asleep in your chest! And be relieved from cares and burdens like would a young baby in the arms of her mother.” Amen

5 hours later, my alarm screeched. And it was a new day, a new beginning, an energized me, ready to face the earth!

Cast your cares unto Him, He cares!